This is a song about "Left"

My balance be so tight rope

That left ya without hope

He was being a bully so i left

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Never to the left i go

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

Cause i’m back on my grind

All the people you left behind.

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Left her outta the limelight

On that red-eyed kush flight